Next, he pressed his body against hers as his hands moved around to her soft stomach, the delicate curve of her hips, then up and over her full breasts. Every inch of her responded to his touch. She couldn'thelpit.
He pinched her hard nipples between his soapy fingers and she felt his erection press against her behind. Unable to control herself, she giggled as his hands continued down betweenherlegs.
"You really are a bad boy," she said, her voice crackingslightly.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Isn't every shower you takelikethis?"
He laughed then ran his hands under the water and helped rinse her by rubbing his firm hands down her entire body. Kneeling in front of her as he rinsed her feet, his eyes travelled up her body slowly, turning her onevenmore.
"I have to keep reminding myself we'll have plenty of time after tonight's show,"hesaid.
Kissing her on the delicate skin below her belly button, he stood up and turned off the water. He sighed as he grabbed two towels and handedherone.
"Well, since you bathed me, does that mean I can dry you off?" Lucky asked as she looked at his stillhardcock.
"No. Then we'll never get out of here," he said, laughing as he wrapped the towel around hiswaist.
They took a cab to Central Park and walked along a path that took them around a large pond and boathouse. Jude held her hand as they continued walking, his fingers entwinedwithhers.
"Up ahead is Strawberry Fields,"hesaid.
"Oh cool! I always wanted toseethat."
As they approached, there was a bearded man with chin-length wavy brown and grey hair, playing Beatles songs on an acoustic guitar. They stood with several other people and admired the Imagine mosaic, which had a peace sign made of red and yellow rosesoverit.
After, Jude led her through a curved covered walkway and towards one of the park exits. Across the street were tall apartment buildings, many with intricate stonework and carvings towardsthetop.
"That building on the corner is theDakota."
"Where John Lennon lived?" sheasked.
"Yes.Anddied."
They were quiet for a moment as they looked at the building. Beside them were other people silently looking towards the Dakota as the traffic and other people continued towalkpast.
Without a word, Jude began walking towards the street, still holding her hand. They walked past several horse-drawn carriages until they reached a white open carriage being pulled by a large, pale grey horse. Jude helped Lucky climb into thecarriage.
The driver sat in front and steered the horse down the street and back into the park. Lucky was giddy withexcitement.
"This is awesome, Jude. I never told anyone, but it was always a dream of mine to take a carriage ride throughCentralPark."
"There's so much I want to share with you. So much for you to see and experience," he said as he slid his arm along the back of her seat and around hershoulders.
Suddenly she was painfully aware of how sheltered she'd been her entire life. She didn't have any experiences except for the few things that happened recentlyontour.
She had to break it off. Just end it before it got even more complicated. Definitely end it before he ended it. It was only a matter of time before he got boredofher.
The simple thought of him leaving made her chest ache and feel heavy. Worried his feelings were only a "tour thing" like Kat told her always happens on tour, and never leaves the tour, she knew what she needed to do. She had to end it with Jude before he ended it with her. If he beat her to it, the pain would beintolerable.
"Olivia," Jude said, his face suddenly serious. "I want to talk to you about tomorrow…and all the daysafterthat."
"Good, me too," she said,lying.
"I've loved spending this time getting to know you. I don't want that tochange--"
"Right, nothing should change. We met on the tour, it stays on the tour,"shesaid.
"What?" he said, lookingsurprised.
